Prologue
Most people don’t know the truth about how humans came to earth.
Some hypothesize that they derive from apes.
Some believe that different gods created them.
Both of these theories are far from the truth.
Humans come from Auroria, the mother planet of Earth. It was with her magic that Earth was given life.
Millions of years ago, the Nine Immortal Queens of Auroria decided to create a planet for the youthful magic it would provide. To give balance to the ancient planet of Auroria.
However, around 200,000 thousand years ago, a faction of the people of Auroria were tired of the problems that magic brought them. The wars it caused. The death. The pain.
They were tired of being at the bottom. Of being nobody.
They wanted their own place, far away from the rest of the creatures of Auroria.
With the help of a one of the Nine Immortal Queens, The Rouge Queen, they were able to sacrifice their magic to travel to earth. They appeared in the what they know call Africa, where the magic was strongest and the tether between the two worlds existed.
Their sacrifice ended up being bigger than any of them had expected. Granted, they did loose their powers as they had wanted. What they had not counted on was loosing their memories. Soon they found they had to survive with nothing except their instincts. A fitting punishment.
They also didn’t count that it would sever the tie between Earth and Auroria.
The effects to Auroria were catastrophic. Without Earth’s magic the balance the Queen has created was broke, the world started to crumble, and war broke out all across.
In a desperate attempt, after suffering 1000 years of war, all the Queens came up with a solution. They would all give up their immortality, and seven of the, now, Eight Immortal Queens would sacrifice their lives to restore the balance. They put their souls and magic into a gemstone, the Cariak.
The First Queen, was the first one to possess such power, a corruptable power in the hands of anyone else. On her death bed, decades after she cast her own soul and magic into Cariak, making one last wish: that only those she found worthy would be able to use the gemstone. This is how peace and balance was maintained. How harmony returned to all the creatures that inhabited Auroria.
The Cariak choose Queens in such way for centuries, each Queen giving her soul and magic at the end of her life to add to the stone. The gemstone always choose a worthy Queen.
Until one hundred and fifty years ago. With the sudden and shocking murder of the Last Queen, Queen Avila, the Cariak disappeared. With it the peace and balance that the Immortal Queens had given everything for.
Once again war broke loose around the world.
Aurorians looked for it, seeking its power. Seeking to rule, but none could find it.
Some say that it is because it got destroyed with her death.
Other’s because no living being in Auroria deserved its power.
It seems like a cruel joke of fate that the gemstone choose a human woman. A human like the ones who started all of this mess in the first place.
